The Sun I Carried Alone

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Upon the next morning I walked into an empty old house Found this scroll on the floor Among with all her rotten gore Her name was yet unknown But she was called the Mistress of Curse She struck a needle in my heart Even though she was torn apart Diary of a Dying Queen Entitled to the vicious script I sat and read it all that night About her everlasting fight Fifth storm of Blizzard Wings These last cryptic words was written in blood I couldn’t help myself to wonder What she had left beyond her Waking up to painful screams That day began the fearful dreams Her love has gone into my head I’m falling for a rotting dead The reverend said I was infected But I was awake and smelling the air Reading from the scroll of love and guarding my angel flying above I searched around in town For clues about the Blizzard Wings All their mouths was wide, but shut then I stumbled over a hut Carved wood on the wall “Oh death where is thy sting” A particular abysmal smell of gore met me as I walked through the door Early morning chaos weeped against me once inside What I found when I was there was to become my greatest fear Inside the Mistress’ hut I found what I’d been looking for A torn out paper from the scroll announcing for whom the bell tolled

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Det er natt utover havet. Allting har nå talt. Det stilner for de svake. Mitt liv det har gått galt. Et vers jeg sitter å skriver i min vesle grav. Mitt seil får ingen vind. På det åpne hav. Festen min er over. Min sjel den er jo pint. Havet det har stilnet. Vinden blåser fint. Dyster er min salme, for jeg skal vise vei. For alle de andre falne. Din kniv gikk gjennom meg. Jeg hørte hva du sa mor da jeg forlot deg der. Stående ved porten du var meg alltid kjær. Du ga et liv til meg. Det skulle du ikke gjort. Festen rammet meg hardt mor. Og rev livet bort. Jeg dro ut i krigen og våpnet mitt ble slitt. Men det var bare drømmen. Her vil alt bli hvitt. Med omsorg ble jeg hyllet. Og gjorde min plikt som mann. I krig med krutt og klinge vi erobret det mørke land. Men alle ting skal ende. Jeg ser det for meg nå. Du passet meg så godt mor. Nå må du la meg gå.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

By corrupted intentions I walk alone on this field Ravenous for vengeance for the boy's life they took I will reap! Back into the glorious days where I seized to be when the sun set high A shortened life I recall And so should you! Then there was a darkness A fury of destructive minds A mothers cry brought pain to the remains of a living I feel so cold! Back where I belong to be they don’t know my name A boy of a forgotten time a victim of pre-posterousness That is me! Come now deliver me to the prophet I seek I'm the one spitting blood I'm the one Forged by Wolves Years have past beneath my feet since I left my childhood at home A dark and rainy day indeed Which have followed me to this day Now a state of mind The alpha-male of the pack see what I used to be Feelings of what I've become transmuted into consumption Beware the wolf! Veteran of cheating death Dodging bullets from beneath I've become what you will fear The one that never returns The savage one! All bounds has been broken To the life that I knew And new bounds are now sown with my brothers in the herd I am pain! Now I see myself in a grave A hole my own hands have dug Blistered feet and gangrene My body seem to rotten from core I will remain!

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Eldgamle volven hun sitter å remjer. Om hardbarka menn, og ei tid som er forbi. Men like som våset er det sorg hun forteller. Et kall kom til meg fra ei fordums tid. Jeg taler til deg fordi du er den skitne. Ditt blod renner svart fra det soltomme land. Som arving av Loke har du blod på din kappe. For Svikerens skam renner inn i din hand. Alle som en har jo sett dine drømmer. Om menn som ligger døde og en hane som er svart. For kriger er du født, det er det du er skjenket. Er det derfor du våker hver eneste natt? Jeg hører din stemme og klangen er dyster du farer med logner, din seidende vette. Jeg våker om natten for å kjempe i slaget. I gudenes ånd på den livløse slette. Stanken av Valhall fyller ditt blod. Men du stammer ikke fra adlete menn. Tanker om hat og en oppråtten vilje. For du er jo Svikerens trofaste venn. Et lik som du elsker er det du forsoner. Hun bandt deg jo til seg med heksenes tvang. Som Nighogg hun tappet ditt blod og din sjel. For hun horte ikke din sorg i din sang. Jeg ser at du lever, men snart er det over. Du vises jo bare til spott og til spe. Din død var nok skrevet på siden til heksa Mine tårer de trillet, mens hun kunne le.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

My mind is travelling to a distant past Away from this wasteland so cold and vast I think of the things that I never do Like watching the moon and thinking of you Now I will tell you what I have done all since I left I've been holding the gun I've carried the memories of you my dear But now I feel lost and surrounded by fear You are my mom and you would know best what are the feeling that grow in my chest It feels like it's bounded and made out of hate What can I do but sit here and wait I have been changed, I have grown and all I hope you forgive my incompetent scrawl My hands are not soft They are hard as steel So is my heart, but I can still feel I had no choice, when I left you alone It hurts even now, down to my bone But I will come home to sing you a song I hope you have faith, I hope you are strong The memory of you, I left it at home It feels like a sun that I carry alone You are now gone inside my mind You will see me, but I will be blind The days have not been kind to me Oh how miss the smell of the sea All I now can breed through the air Is blood, hate and a killing despair Maybe I won't return at all This journey might be my final fall I can't remember the face of you I thought I had it, I thought I knew I want to release this final shot My soul will fly from this senseless spot This is my dream, I fear it will end All my love to you I will send. I hope you receive this note from me. I want to escape, to live and be free I regret if I told you a single lie I'm ready to leave, I'm ready to die

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Soon my mind goes wild, in the face of death I see the stars glowing beneath my soul I’m ill I’m sick I feel totally ravaged Mother, I told you that I was to sick Now I pick flowers from the garden of Eden In my last dream I dreamt about being a great warrior Now as I’m sinking to death I feel only despair I’m never going to be the one I was meant to be I am but a young orphan wanting a mother’s love But none of these things were given to me, I am all alone And now I’m lying here, with only my dreams Which you clearly remember …as I walk over. Rigor Mortis!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Dad, you spoke I heard you so loud It felt like the sun came fourth through the cloud Your words sprang out from ancient beast She wasn’t a prophet and neither a priest You filled my head with sorrow and doubt I’ve yet to learn what it’s all about you called me a dirty, not worthy your blood, but for 24 years I’ve crawled in the mud She spoke of the things I tend to forget my love she derided like a serious threat I’ll tell you a thing which nobody knows Over your grave fly carrion crows What have I done to get such dreams filled with war and painful screams, I am but a child, but you don’t see My dreams are unlocked with your blood as the key The traitor, she said, I befriended with joy And mentioned that I’m not an innocent boy But in my bed I am waiting for death Until he takes the last of my breath My sword it swings and cuts through steel my dreams reflect what I steel fill I pray through whispers from time to time the answers I get says I’m the prime I leave my sleep to get some rest In living life I'm only a guest With borrowed time I’ll leave you soon under the sign of the mighty black moon However I turn my dreams around It ends with me alone on the ground Nothing in life shines of divine Blackened thoughts flow through my mind My dreams have thought me how to fight to love and hate and live at night But now I’m tired, I cease to be with wolfs and men I lived so free

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

I’m watching the peaceful stars Their glow has diminished, I think Things are looking awfully grim It starts to rain from the clearest of nights You sorry eyes cut through my heart Flowers feeding from a river of tears Go now mom, let me walk this path I turn my back and for once in my life, I’m alone Barrels filled with fuel and fire Seducing all the staring eyes Becoming a place of gloomy thoughts A young mothers cry passing by It’s been fourteen weeks and 4 nights Since my hands felt loving kindness Those very hands have now forgotten how to pick beautiful red roses The birds sing no song tonight The only stare at me, as if I was one of them I ask you now, carrion crow, am I not? This is no place for dead birds I think of home as it used to be smells of fruit and bread Time has changed, and the bread has moulded I fear the feast of the flawless My gun is cold but pounds through flesh Much like my heart within my chest The day I left I turned to tide Now a victim of a vengeful ride In my dreams I see a madman The man I’m about to become Oh sweet home why did I leave all my friends and foes The piano plays from time to time I wish it was my mom My shy smile and clear blue eyes Judged for the things that I’m not I’ve begun to see the beauty in dead men Their lifes live on in my veins How can it be that I dream no more Have they left me alone I sit in my hole which I dug today Here I leave my waste For once I’m up I got to see The beautiful sunrise in rain I can smell it in the peaceful morning The smell of burned flesh It’s normal now, is that odd? I bet my mom would say yes Come now and take a walk with me Just for a couple of miles And I’ll tell ‘bout my dreams Which I no longer have For tomorrow there will be no peace And now is the time No alarm I heard tonight is different from the others Burning bridges to my past I will mourn for you I’ve become the madman The prophet in my dreams

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025